Billionaire Is 390

Chapter 390 Strip

Chapter 390 Strip

Though every sculpture hore my face, sulle differences became apparent on closer inspection.

These weren't just random recreations-they captured me at distinct stages of my life.

It was undeniable now. The Carlyns had been watching the Sanders for years. The idea of being scrutinized, like an animal in a zoo, filled me with revulsion. I couldn't afford to lose my composure. There were answers to uncover.

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I gestured to a statue clad in an elegant gown. This was from the piano competition, wasn't it? When I won. You must've been 12 back then"

"Yes," he said, his tone almost reverent. "I've known about you for a long time. Chloe, you're like a jewel- brilliant and radiant, even in the darkest places

I forced myself to keep probing. The fake Anna-she's working with you, isn't she? What do you have against the Sanders? My sister disappeared when we were kids. Ethan and Jake-dead, and not just dead, but brutally so. My grandmother barely clings to life because of that woman. Why? Why all this

He didn't answer, offering only a cryptic smile. "You'll understand soon enough."

Then, as if dismissing my questions entirely, he shifted gears. "You must be hungry. Let's eat first."

The house didn't look like anyone had lived in it for years. Cooking was clearly out of the question, but he had brought food-instant noodles, the kind you could eat anywhere.

"Sorry, Chloe," he said, opening two containers and pouring in hot water. "No time for anything better today,

He handed me one, already prepared. I accepted it, though my appetite was nonexistent.

While he focused on his meal, I studied the room, letting my gaze linger on the sculptures. I searched for clues, anything to make sense of this nightmare.

But his obsession was singular. Every piece in the room depicted me.

Each sculpture was unnervingly lifelike, down to the expressions etched into stone. His skill was undeniable, but that only made it worse.

It explained a lot. No wonder he'd been so eager when he first saw Zoey's face-Even then, he must've seen her as a stand-in for me.

he wouldn't kill me, I

madness, but his was worse-fueled by an artist's unrelenting

intending to leave the room, but as 1

even heard him approach. How had he moved so

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back, only to feel the icy surface of

stood close, too close, his eyes alight with something I

voice low but steady, 'do you know what I've always wanted?"

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and tilting my face up. His expression was unyielding

Whatever innocence might've been there was long gone. This was a

My fingers, without my realizing it, clung to the edge of the cold sculpture, When I finally managed to speak, my voice

lips. The touch barely registered, but it sent a shiver through me, like a shadow passing too close. My nerves felt stretched to the breaking

sculpted you countless times," he said, his tone unsettling in its calmness, "But I've

grip of panic. It was just modeling. I hated how my mind

said, hoping to shift

enough. Eat first. We have all the time we need. His

his obsession seemed confined

containers. "The noodles

fine. Yael," I replied, sitting down and taking one of the containers. "Are we staying here

his expression steady. "For the time being. Amber won't find you here. Damian's already handled things-he's made sure she believes you're dead. To

remained composed, as though

else, you

There's nobody. Nothing to

missing. But now it was clear-Damian had orchestrated an elaborate lie, one that even

but

whisper. "Yael, if Carl thinks I'm dead, he'll lose his mind. Please, I'm begging you. Just give him a

thought of Carter, crushed under the weight of my death, was too much. I couldn't

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